22 August 2026

THE MORNING I WAS EVICTED FROM MY OWN ROOM

Because I kept telling myself it would pass.

Roberto and Miriam arrived on a Saturday with three large suitcases and a politeness that felt rehearsed.

“We appreciate your hospitality,” Roberto said, smiling. “We hope we won’t be a burden.”

I almost believed him.

The House Begins to Change

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